Canten para papá
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Sing for Dad
Overwhelming guitar
sounds sing, sound more
that my throat is known
sing for dad.
They would see how beautiful my land is
to what extent tenderness goes
yearning for affections
singing for dad.
Nothing mattered in the night
not even the glimmer nor the sea
and the road was a tumult
singing for dad.
Everyone knows that I sing
for the pleasure of singing
that my heart is wind
and my poncho a dovecote.
If you don't have a guitar
the soul knows how to lend
a heart without distance
and sings for dad.
And if your father is already wind
don't just cry for him
put a sprig of basil
and sing for dad.
Through the stones of weariness
after so much struggle
it sounds insistent in his soul
to do it for your dad.
If you have run out of strength
you must pull and pull
it's not so simple and it's beautiful
to watch over eternity.
I like to love life
as it should be liked
a sunny horizon
of pampa light and wheat.
Everyone knows that I sing
for the pleasure of singing
that my heart is wind
and my poncho a dovecote.
